Has my site been hacked, I wonder...
...by someone putting the phrase 'please call this man and waste his time' on the front?

After my last entry I thought I'd heard the last of the loony PR fraternity but then I get another one.

"Hello", she says. "I want to talk to you about my entrepreneurial client."

"OK," I say. "Fire away."

"He's founded a club in London for businesspeople, because there was nothing else on offer except the Groucho Club," she says.

"There's the IoD," I say.

"That's different," she enthuses. "The IoD isn't geared up for meetings."

"Fifty-odd meeting rooms, two large coffee areas, a brasserie, sandwich bar and a formal restaurant and it's not geared up for meetings?" I respond.

"Oh well, it's not the same thing..." she says.

Only the Groucho indeed. Just the sort of thing to turn me into Victor Meldrew for the day.

Seriously, I welcome calls from PRs. I like getting them. I'm a nice man. But if you haven't bothered to find out the first thing about your client or their market before picking up the phone, don't expect me to be a pushover.
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Today's piece of lunacy...
The call comes in from a public relations executive. I want to talk about our new client's word processor, she says. Unlike Word, it looks for grammatical errors.

So does Word, I say.

No, look, it doesn't just do spelling. It does grammar.

Yes, so does Word, I say.

There's this long pause and she promises to send me an e-mail. I can hardly wait.
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